TRACES OF SOLITUDE [a kingdom hearts roleplay]

[Takushi Rena]

TRACES OF SOLITUDE

OKIES. Ignore my stupid list from before. XD; You can show up wherever, but if lots of people are showing up in one particular place, then please don't show up in that place. D: Thank yew!

LET'S START THIS! IKEEEEEE!! :D

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Sun rays streaming thin through the tangled mass of light grey clouds. Specks of light touched the soft ice. Bright, white snow glistened as it blanketed the mountainside village below the puffs of clouds.

Houses of darkened wood, standing alone in the abyss of brown rock and white snow. Everything quiet as it stood at the foot of the mountain, shielded on one side by the massive white-caked, brown peaks jagged towards the sky.

crunchcrunch.

Heavy footsteps sinking into snow. From the mountain? From the village?

Real... or imaginary?

creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeak.

An old, wooden door pushed ajar. Just a small crack, as if the wind had tunneled beneath it and pried it apart. Cool winter's wind swirled and curled into the dark shadows within the house.

"Ha!"

crunchcrunch!

Footsteps, much lighter but hasty and quick. Sneakers imprinted into the snow as a thick wall formed around their contours. Light imprints from fingers were made into the ground.

The blue and black clothed figure straightened. Brunette wires flopping to and fro as their gaze jerked side to side.

Of course... imaginary. They were always imaginary. Imaginary footsteps being imaginary and realistically annoying.

The grin wide on her peach-tinted features dropped so slowly. Shattering into the deep snow as more specks of white showered down. A firm frown replaced that smile, that grin, as the brown on the young girl's face furrowed down.

Winter's wind continued to roll, digging icy claws into her bare skin. A fingerlessly-gloved hand snapped agile and fingers hastily snapped onto the edge of fabric. A navy blue hood suddenly towered over her features, falling softly on her brunette hair and shadowing her features.

"...Ninja," came her whisper as the girl whirled around.

crunch. crunch. crunch.

Steps through snow. Neither cautious nor hasty. Just... footsteps strolling through snow and across rock.

The snow steadily lessened, turning to icy mush just before a sign written in foreign letters on wood. Beyond that banner was plain rock: dirty and brown, coarse.

click. click. click.

As the snow lessened...

click... click... click...

The more cautious her footsteps became. Deep blue orbs glancing side to side. Anxious? Looking for something... or looking out for something...

The path curved to the left, becoming large stones on a path towards the mountainous labyrinth. A mountain wall stood on both sides, the left side right against the path she treaded on.

One step. Two step. Each one growing softer... slower.

One. Two. Slower... quieter...

One... two...

shish!

"Ah!"

The tomboy went stumbling, nearly off the path. Slamming back into the rock wall after waving her arms around wildly to regain her balance, hands pressed against the rocks for support.

There, to the side, was the thing she was trying to get away from.

A dark portal, looking odd in such a natural, calm place. Black with twirls and swirls of purple, those swirls seeming to come alive and swimming in the wind. Trying to pull that girl closer, claiming that going through would take her to where she wanted to be.

Those deep blue orbs flashed for a moment, a wave of green swiping across them.

Brow furrowed as the girl wore a scowl, she pointed a harsh finger at the portal... yet, a moment later, whirled around.

"Stupid head!" Rena exclaimed, sneakers stepping off down the path and away from the cold chills of the portal.

Those calms steps suddenly shifted into a run, however, as the tomboy took off rushing down the path. To get away from the portal? Or just to run without a reason?

"Ah--"

A moment later, stopped at the end of the path... Just before a river! A blue water river surrounded by lush green and dirt rock.

One quick glance behind. Rena heard no footsteps nor any strange 'shish' sounds of portals opening. Good! Her hand shoved itself into her pocket, fumbled to grasp something...

There! A ball of brown-tinted, crumpled paper. Peeling it apart and careful not to tear any of the already ripped edges, the girl soon held a curled piece of paper with a drawing in black. But the paper, normally held horizontal, was held sideways and vertical.

"Let's see..." she mumbled to herself, eyes trailing the lines.

Nothing more than illegible scribbles. Random dots placed where she thought paths were placed, but the artist herself didn't even know what she was staring at.

"Uhh..." Blue eyes turned from the paper, now being re-crumpled.

"...This way!" Finger pointed off to the side, on the other side of the river towards a fence with an opening.

Trotting off, grinning again, Rena wandered off towards the palace. Maybe there was a way out in there! She had looked everywhere else (at least, she thought so), so perhaps there was something there...

[thechasersblade]

angelox number vii the fallen angel

a late teen looking man was breathing heavily in a room that looked like it was used for a bomb test

ah cmon i still can't do it angelox yelled

angelox's rant was cut of as a rather large part of the rooms roof fell down

arrrrrg bloody roof can nothing go right around me yelled numer vii

after calming down and destroying a bit more of the building he opened a dark portel in the sky and flew though it

twilight town

angelox exits the portal and conceals his wings[he seals them into a tattoo on his back]

walking though the town he finds himself watching two teenagers fighting each other with blue covered sticks

there were two groups there the first one was made up of two people a rather large brunnete teen male and a thin brunnete

teen female the other group was a very mucsly brunnete teen male a short thin white haired female and an even smaller male

with large yellow eyes the two who were fighting was a blond haired boy wearing army trouses and a shirt he looked about 15

the other wore a beanie over his blond hair wearing a blue vest and brown jeans the beane kid turned and looked at me "hey

what the hell you looking at" asked beanie kid rudely "wat do you think" asked angelox "why you little turd my names seifer you

shoul respect me cause i havnt beat you head into the ground" yelled seifer "nah thanx respect is earnt not given and if you

wanted to fight me....... maybe later i got work to do" and with that angelox walks away to the shadows and enters a dark

portel reapearing in his room in the world that never was his room angelox's room had a black and red theme angelox went and

placed his gunblades on there holders above his bed

yawn "hmm time to get some sleep" said angelox tiredly to himself floping on to his bed.

[KurtZisa]

Quiet...

Peaceful...

Those are one of the most ideal things that a man can achieve in his lifetime. For Ragna, it would have been better if he did that long ago. These simple things requires sacrificing one's life for the sake of another. And that time was the second time he died. But regardless, to him that was worth it because it was for the best.

But something's not right....

Ragna can feel moisture throughout his body; he feels light and maybe breathing? He tried to open his eyes but he can't. He couldn't snap out of it. Is he really dead? Is this really the feeling of death? No. Something is not right, he can't get over it.

"It's only a matter of time..."

Voices. He can hear a faint voice from nearby but where? what exactly is going on is out of reach for him. He can't tell. He unconscious, but Ragna's will is still alive and burning like a bright flame on a candle.

"It is not your fate to die... Yours is the power to make a difference. Remember that Ragna."

The voices continue to speak through him. His head began twitching, he can now feel his whole body under control. He clenched his fist and then opened his eyes wide open. He then found himself floating aby underneath a large body of water. He took a quick look at himself. His clothes tattered and his mechanical arm heavily worn off. He tried to swim upward but his armor won't let him do so. He will truly die if he doesn't do a thing right now. So little time, the oxygen is getting thiner and thiner.

With a heave of strength he dettached his mechanical arm and then punched the emergency button on his mechanical legs that activated the Hydrojacks. He jumped out of the water and then stumbled ashore,

"Port Royale..." he whispered under his breath.

it seems that his mechanical legs also busted now. He took his time and crawled up by the coconut tree. He then dusted the sand below him revealing a trap door towards underground. Since this is Port Royale, he can still remember the ways and passages towards his hidden workshop. So he got inside the trap door and then closed it shut.

Ragna then stumbled inside his hidden Monster Gallery, not his workshop unfortunately. In this area, you could find some of the preserved remains of the dragons and monsters Ragna fought back in his hunter career. He pulled his control terminal and then entered a 3 digit code. A loud boom was heard, and from that opened a large door leading towards his junk storage.

But before he entered the junk storage, Ragna took down his preserved Rathalos display, a fire dragon. and then stripped its hide, carapace and the entire head since he doesn't have the materials in constructing a new mechanical arm but the materials from the preserved fire dragon should be more than enough to compensate for normal steel because of its superb attributes. He gathered all the necessary materials to be taken and then he isolated himself inside the junk storage and got to work.

[Aphex]

OOC: Well, I start off in Traverse Town - I'm gonna repost my ending to this one and continue from there.

Derrick now sat on the steps that led up to Merlin's Study, which was now an empty home considering Leon and the others left Traverse Town to another world. He let out a sigh while taking on his goggles, now staring down at them. He wanted Rena to keep them as a way of remembering him once they all returned home after a long journey, but now the boy felt as if he would never see her again.

A sudden strain began to throb within his head, Derrick's eyes shooting wide open. His vision began to blur as he now witnessed a new image. . .

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"Mom and Dad don't know about this place,"

Looking down at a young infant, the teenager holding him in his arms. He sat down on the small steps, resting him on his lap as he then raised his hand to his head. Slipping off a pair of goggles, the teenager then placed them on his younger brother; the goggles looking vaguely familiar.

"I know they may not fit for now, but it's just a small gift." he told the infant as he stood up, carrying his brother once again. "Soon this place will be your getaway. No worries. . . no Heartless. . . nothing. Just peace."

Standing up, the teenager made his way to the stairs that led to the Study, carrying his younger brother with him. "C'mon, our parents must be wondering where we are."

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Snapping out of his trance-like state, blinking several times as the image faded away. It was as if he was in someone elses point of view at that moment, which ended up explaining how he received his goggles in the first place. But that person was a related to him too? Who was this person anyway?

Placing the goggles back on his head, Derrick figure it was best to push these thoughts aside and focus on what was more important which was finding Rena and their friends. But how was he going to do this?

"Wait," he muttered silently to himself as he took out his Cypher. "If this Ragnarok thing can be used in anyway I want, then maybe -" Standing up, he pointed the tip of the blade out in front of him towards the ground, closing his eyes as he began to focus on using the ability. "Ragnarok," was all he said as an light orange glow enveloped the entire weapon, causing a small ball of light to form at the tip. Then, the ball shot a thin line of light towards the ground which ended up opening a portal; a portal made up of nothing but light.

Lowering his weapon to his side, the goggle-head was surprised that his idea actually work. Yet, he was still unsure where the portal even led to. Hopefully it would lead him to Rena or any of their friends, he had to make sure they were all safe!

Taking a deep breath, Derrick took a quick glance around the Waterway as if he were seeing this place for the last time. Afterwards, he ran towards the portal, now being consumed by it as it then closed. . . .

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"Ah!"

Rolling out of the other end, the boy landed in what felt like a pile of bones. Peeking his head out, he realized what he was now sitting in as he then gave another yelp, leaping out from the pile. As he landed though, Derrick ended up falling flat on his stomach as he began to look around frantically.

He noticed that everything seemed. . . bigger. Either that or he ended up getting shorter?

Looking behind him, Derrick's eyes widened when seeing a tail waving from his lower back! He stood up on all fours, examining his entire body as he appeared to be a lion cub! He still had his messy spikes which seemed to have been shorter than usual, his goggles now worn above his ears. His fur was a shade of auburn, a thin patch of light brown fur trailing down his spine to all the way to his tail.

And he thought Halloween Town was weird, this was just awkward!

"I have no idea how I'm going to get use to this. . ." he muttered to himself, looking around his surroundings once more. Around him was the scent of death, a numerous amount of bones lying about, especially a large skull of what looked like a mammoth! The sky itself was also grayish, giving it more of a barren appearance.

"Where the heck am I?"

[Raynie]

The palace stands large and majestic, rays of sunlight gleaming off of the many reds and golds adorning it. Snow covers the curving roof with its original color hiding underneath it. Around the architecture is a towering wall, icicles hanging still in random sizes all over.

It's picture perfect!

She claps her hands together once, her long sleeves matching the very snow as it follows her arm movements.

Her eyes scanning the entire scene, standing at the wide open entrance that led toward the palace. Shifting her weight or more like bouncing it from feet to feet, the girl can barely contain the wide smile that now covers her face. Everything was in order. The guards in their places wearing a permanent smile on their own frame. Yup, it's just how she wants it.

Behind her long floppy ears swayed back and forth, the tips of it ending in odd zig-zags. Something was terribly off though.

Why would there be weird rabbit-like ears coming out from the snow?

"Ooooh..."

She coons before swiftly turning around on one foot, the slippery ground allowing her to do so and looks directly at the two zig-zaggy ears. Thankfully her smile can't completely take over her entire face, because if it can, it would be right at this moment.

Skipping towards it quickly, she jumps right in front of it, snow softly crunching beneath her zoris.

"I finally found ya! I was," Her voice stops, now reaching down with one hand while her other arm stays hid behind her back. Fingers now wrap around the two rabbit ears, its zig-zag tips twisting around her wrist like tendrils. The girl now pulls it up, rubbles of snow falling away like pebbles, the creature now fully visible.

She holds it up before her face, blinking eyes wide.

"looking everywhere for you!" Her voice sweet, emotions bursting from it as the rabbit's stubby legs wiggle. She stays looking at it as if seeing it for the first time, humming out a slow 'aww'.

Anyone seeing from afar couldn't tell. They couldn't see the tips of its zig-zags digging into her wrist like an injection, the needle looking antennae shows outside as it digs underneath her skin. Swirling, small cracking sounds emerge from her arm. If it hurt her, she isn't showing it at all.

"Ahh, you were hungry, weren't ya?" Obviously ignoring its action she starts to pet it with her free hand, taking it back before its other ear could do the same thing its doing to her opposite arm.

From afar a black spot dots the grey sky, disappearing every now and then when it gets in front of the sunbeams that litter above. Not before long the very same dot becomes bigger as it gets closer. Eventually it takes the shape of a bird, large with tattered wings as it came swooping down toward the girl. A rush of air surrounds it, letting it trail behind right when it lands onto her shoulder, sharp talons clenching onto her garment.

It too had crazy red eyes, giving off a raspy caw as it twitched in a horrendous way. She turned her head to acknowledge the falcon, her smile normal again but nonetheless looking ecstatic as ever.

"Had fun? Oh, I bet ya did. Pleeeeenty of negative emotions running around, huh?" Though no response from the bird, a conversation did take place just then. It caws again, lifting one wing up only to have it snap back down again. A reply maybe?

She blinks twice, her face slowly showing surprise while her mouth opens agape.

"No. No way."

Suddenly she shakes off the rabbit, A swoosh sound, like a zipper, as its antennae slipped out from her arm. Letting the Unversed fall a few feet away onto the snow with a plop, her hands intertwined together in front of her as she lets out a giddy squeal.

"Someone is coming to visit me? Already?! AHH!!" She looks frantic now, eyes wide once more, bouncing from foot to foot in excitement. Her vibrant red hair swishes along as she runs around in a circle, laughter flowing from her lips. "Oooh maaan, how do I look? What's coming here anyway? Human? Heartless? Nobody?" After getting no reply from the falcon who now lets go of her shoulder and starts to fly away, eyes beaming she screamed, "WHO CARES! It's a guest! A guest, a guest, a guest, a guest...!"

The girl keeps repeating the same thing, standing still though still moving in place before she started to hum out a jolly tune, letting a the words 'be our guest' mumble out from her mouth. At the same time, random objects like flower pots and more start to open their own red eyes, looking after the same girl who now makes her way towards the palace. Some them move slightly, twitching while somewhat remaining in their place.

[thechasersblade]

angelox number vii the fallen angel

angelox wakes up panting
"wow that was a different dream it seemed so life like"angelox wondered to himself

angelox gets up and has a shower gets dressed in his normal attire and straped the gunblades admiring the design on them as he puts them on his back he gets up time hmmmm a random destination could be fun thought angelox out loud

he closes his eyes and opens a dark portal and steps though it landing head first in some random room full of people wearing long and expensive gowns

angelox gets up and dusts himself off he turns to the guy in a really tall gold chair "uhhh you woulnt happen to know where the heck i am would you"

a guard brings out his sword and yells "show some respect for the emperor"
angelox turnes around and faces the guard "bite me wait before you do that go cut that girly pig tail"replied angelox arrogantly

the guard started growling at angelox "thats enough yelled the emperor with authority
the guard neiled in front of the emperor "forgive me your majesty"
"you are forgiven leiutenant shil mu and stranger do you not know of manners" asked the emperor

"oh sorry my name is angelox and as i said before im kinda lost" said angelox rather humered
"you are in china in the land of dragons and i am the emperor of china"replied the emperor with
authority

"right well...... ill be going now uhh wheres the door to outside this building" angelox asked neutrily
a different gaurd came up to him and pointed the way out to angelox

{OUTSIDE}
angelox looked over the kingdom and the surronding area " its beautiful"murmered angelox
he sat on top of the roof watching the villages people go about there day


"i wonder why life is so chaotic that we must kill to keep the people precious to us safe from harm but in doing so hurtig someone elses precious person the answer is simple this is the way of life hmm i should become a poet"angelox whispered silenty to him self

[Watson]

The darkness parted and allowed light in. The light was blotted out yet again. Light. Dark. Balance between the two was important... or was it? Would everything be better off doused in light? Or shrouded in darkness? Who the hell cares, I'm out of the damn Kingdom. This place... Impressive. Yeah, it's cool. But where's Lillia, I wonder... or the other brats... Or Aoi-Pedo... Or Castex. Oh... When I find him... I will ensure personally that his unlife comes to an abrupt end. So bright though... why is it so bright? Probably because of the darkness... Whatever. So... pretty sunny here... and hot... oh shit. Desert. Great. I should leave now. Darkness. More darkness. Light. No... darkness... but light. Too dangerous, not here. He'd be there. And He could fight him as he was. Maybe somewhere else... Traverse. Alright, better than here. But wait... Who would be there? What could he do there? Dark alleys... why pay when a single person, wandering away could be free? Yes... much better than paying... of course, he could always bottle the blood, sell to vampires in Halloween town, and buy gourmet food with what he made... hmm...

[Takushi Rena]

From dirt ground to plain concrete. Footsteps once muffled started to click across the ground, the tomboy rushing forwards. Telling herself that somewhere this way was the way out! She'd get out of that place, and see her friends again!

The thought of it quickened her steps, a hasty charge forth as the tomboy grinned with a wide, bright grin.

Past the concrete walls on both sides would be the courtyard in front of the palace... a portal over there or something? It was worth it to search every single little place here. Not that anyone would mind; she hadn't seen anyone since Kuraixo showed up...

Yet, there was a dark figure. A silhouette.

click... click...

Footsteps slowing, growing ever so cautious. That figure didn't look menacing. Rena heard a sound, humming or whistling or something, so that seemed like a happy, cheerful person.

click... click.

No more footsteps. Blue eyes stared through the shadow cast below this boxy archway made her bright eyes seem like high-beams streaming through the dark night. That gaze stared not at the silhouette, but at the things behind them.

Creatures! So many of them... Not Heartless, not Nobodies.

Ice crawling down her shoulders, down her arms.

click.

Rena's shoe slid back, making that soft click sound.

If that person wanted the girl to come forwards... it didn't look like it was happening any time soon; quite frankly, Rena didn't want to go anywhere.

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"Yo ho... yo ho..."

Bored... even sounding mundane.

For his favourite place to visit that he would literally run into... things weren't exciting. There was grass on the Savannah, and the sun was shining in that blue sky over there... but this was the Elephant Graveyard. There was no bright and happy sunshine over here. It was dusty and covered in rocks and grey.

Of course it was like that. What else did he expect?

He excepted creepy things popping up randomly and scaring passers-by, but that wasn't happening.

Paws setting on the rock ground, Aoi gave a sigh. A really, really deep, bored, groaning sigh as he rolled back. Yet, the teenaged lion straightened, his shoulders rolling, as blonde spikes flopped in his face and neatly covered his right eye.

His tail, tipped with a tuff of dark gold fur, swished side to side. He stared at his paws, white toes against a sea of blonde fur. He looked so bony, nothing new there, as he rubbed his paw on his left ear with the black earrings.

"Booooooooring..."

...Wait.

A noise?

A voice?

Ears stood up straight, emerald orbs glancing around wildly. The teen stood up straight, lanky and gauntly, as those eyes shifted side to side.

"Hm."

Yet... nothing. Nothing else. No more voice... so that must've meant no one else was there for him to screw with. But, just in case, he trotted around the side of this rock wall, red tongue sliding across his lips and touching his whisker pads, with those orbs glancing around side to side.

"C'mon c'mon..." came a whisper, the teen starting to creep... getting low to the rocky ground...

[KurtZisa]

"Okay this should do it." Ragna drew his data from his supercomputer and then re-assessed the whole data and blue prints he made for his new arm and legs. For a normal individual, it will take weeks or even months to construct such complicated machinery as this. But for Ragna, hours is all he needs because he knows how machines work and go together with each other. It seems that he is born to construct machines, because he is the only one who can understand such complex figures aside from Cid of course.

With the final adjustments made and finishing touches applied to his new gear, he strapped himself on to the constructing table and then programmed the console to commence the operation.

Ragna braced himself because this is the most painstaking stage he has to go through.

"Commencing operation."

The automated arms then came down and then arranged the arm socket. The machine then aligned the new mechanical limb to his arm socket. The machine connected the modems and wires together and now.

"Attaching nerves to Quad-drive system--here goes nothing..."

The machine then dug deeper on to his arm socket then into his flesh to align his nerves for the new mechanical arm. "Aaaaarrrrgghhh! Get over it already!" he screamed in excruciating pain as the machine arranges his nerves.

Snap!

The mechanical arm reinforcedly snapped itself in the socket. Ragna was sweating in buckets after that operation but still not done.

A scream of agony filled his workshop as the machine retrifitted Ragna with his new legs. Imagine going through hell 3 times back simultaneaously. After the operation, the cyberpunk passed out because of the pain. But the machine continued its work. Retrifitting Ragna with a new bulky armor that is connected via Quad-Drive system and utterly overlaying it on his clothing. And unlike his past gear which is all steel, this one is reinforced with fire dragon hide and carapace stronger than steel with the head of the dragon attached on the elbow area of the mechanical arm that defines its sheer bulkiness look to it.

Now with the operation almost done, the machine then fits Ragna with one last accessory, the mechanized belt, the medium for the Clock Up system. He is ready but passed out, Ragna still needs to rest.

[sephiroth2]

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Voices......strange voices and sounds could be heard through the darkness.....muffled voices of various people, some sounded as if they were talking to him through the darkness, while others simply were in the background, useless and not terribly important. Movement....the sound of rustling sheets and that of boots against hard wooden and stone floors filled the man's senses as the feeling of something soft, a bed perhaps, lay underneath him, just as the voices and sounds soon faded away, leaving him only in the silent darkness yet again.

“Where do you suppose he came from?”said a voice said to someone else, obviously taking about him, though not able to respond himself. ”I don’t know, but he seemed to have been travelling for some time, just look at his clothes, and his skin, he must have been through so much.” Said the voice of a woman, before the sound of movement could be heard, before being followed by that of a door closing.

Standing at the foot of the large bed, in what appeared to be in that of an inn room, a tall man with short brown hair and typical normal clothes, stood watching as the young man rested, unmoving and seemingly unconscious, oblivious to what was around him as he slept. The young man seemed to be in his early twenties, his hair black and quite unkept was also rather long, moved when the people brought him into the room so his hair laid over his shoulder and down his body atop of the bed sheets, resting just above his waist line.

His skin was quite pale, but strangely enough on his neck and hands, tiny patches of intense burns could be seen, but after being looked over by a doctor and treated a little, these would heal rather soon. The young man’s slightly tattered red and brown clothes were draped over a single chair close to the bed, while his scuffed black boots were positioned on the floor right before them. Resting with eyes closed shut, what appeared to be a rusty chain and crystal, was draped around the man’s neck while he slept peacefully in the room.

Turning away from the bed, the inn keeper moved towards the large window that gave quite a beautiful view of the eternal setting sun, and the staggering height they were at as all of the different streets and districts ran downwards through the town and world known as Twilight Town.

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A pale hand raised slowly into the air, within the darkness the seemed to cover the entire area, before suddenly opening out and creating a small bright yellow orb the size of the person’s hand. As the yellow mist like substance seemed to swirl around, it soon began clearing, showing the mysterious person images within the orb. One of the first images to appear, was that of a strange creature, a small blue monkey like being with bright yellow eyes and a strange heart with a cross through it on its body, a type belonging to that of the race known as Heartless.

As the almost camera like view of the images turned around and looked down towards the rocky ground, showing that the orb was in fact looking through the eyes of a heartless itself, a strange one infact as it held a long staff and also seemed to be that of a monkey like creature too. As both creatures moved along the ground, making their way forward across the hard and lifeless earth, before coming to a stop at the edge of a large rock formation, staring down towards that of a lone lion cub, that seemed to be quite confused as to where it was.

Continuing to watch the cub, the view of the orb suddenly changed, showing the person that of a grand Chinese palace courtyard, looking down onto it from one of the many roofs, just as a lone person could be seen watching down onto the closet village through the eyes of another heartless, this one wearing a dark purple cloak as it floated in the air continuing to watch the person. As the view changed once again, the sudden intense dawning light filled the orb, as it quickly cleared showing that of a large town bathed in the same golden light.

As the clawed human sized heartless moved through the darkest alleys at the base of a large and elegant building, the last images suddenly to be seen with the orb, were that of a group of strange white creatures, swerving around in the air infront of the dark creature, before pouncing and leaving the yellow orb in complete darkness. Closing his hand and in turn causing the orb to disappear, the mysterious persons hand slowly lowered, as the tall cloaked man turned around to come face to face with a large human sized shape of darkness with bright yellow eyes.

Smiling as he looked at the darkness, the large strange form slowly took on the appearance of wearing a long black hooded cloak, similar to those normally worn by that of an organization, though this took on a form of a living darkness, as it appeared to move and breath as the strange darkness took on a more physical appearance.

Pulling down its hood with a dark hand, the twisted grin on the person’s face met back with the mysterious man’s own features as the cloaked creature spoke in a rather raspy voice like that of many people speaking at once. “They have survived, haven’t they?” said the voice, sounding both male and female at the same time yet speaking with one clear voice. “That is correct. They survived, and seem to be quite unharmed.” The mysterious man replied back, his own deep voice holding a hint of darkness behind it, yet still remained normal and unchanging none the less.

“So, what do you plan to do now about them?” the cloaked creature asked with some intrigue, to which the man turned around completely, facing the creature with his bright yellow eyes and silver hair moving gently with his turn, resting along his shoulders with a smile slowly appearing across his face as he spoke. “We simply, wait and see what happens. Everything will happen for a reason, we need only to wait.” The man said smiling more as the cloaked darkness bowed in understanding. “Yes master, we understand completely.” Said the darkness in response, as many numerous sized yellow eyes, began to appear all around both the man and the creature, filling up almost every space the darkness occupied.

[Raynie]

A stinging burn tacked onto her right eye, its purple color cracking like glass with red filtering through. Her humming lessened while her movement kept its accelerated pace, arms now swinging to and fro by her sides.

The right eye projected a different vision than the other. Like a film, it showed several scenes in a blurring and jumpy motion. Scratches and grains covered them all. Images of walls, snow and villagers rifling through. All until till it stopped on a particular slide.

"Ding! I fouuund youuu."

She noised out loud, getting a glimpse of the girl just as the image faded out of her sight. Junko blinked rapidly, the violet returning to both eyes just as she started heading down the long path. A skip in her step, she held both hands in front of her chest giddily. Her furisode sleeves and armor making a collaborative sound, the zoris adding a little tune.

Tick, tick, tick.

Stupid-y, stupid Heartless...

Not a moment too soon she laid eyes on the figure herself. It didn't look like a Heartless, it wasn't clothed like a Nobody and it surely wasn't an 'it'. A human. This only make her steps increase in speed, letting loose a happy whistle. She was so glad.

No, she was ecstatic!

"You came to visit me!" She hollered before getting closer to the girl, eying her up and down as she circled around her. Her words were as if she had met this girl before. With a fast swipe, she grabbed the younger girl's hand and shook it quickly. Face lit with a flashing smile, Junko then let go of her hand and took a couple of steps back, never ceasing her bouncyness.

"You have nooooo idea how glad I am that you aren't a," Arms now held themselves behind her back, "stupid Heartless or those I'm-too-cool-for-you-Nobodies!"

Her head shook quickly, waving hands in front of her as a another ring of laughter escaped her.


"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I should be asking uhhh... hmmm... OH! Who are you? What's your name?"

A pause.

"Hnn... please tell me you're hum--Ahhh, whatever, it doesn't matter! You're here now! Hmmm, you don't look like you're from here, huh?" The red-haired girl grinned, but only now noticing the apprehensive look on the younger girl. She probably scared her off even more now! Shoot!

Think, think, think...

During this time, the Unversed filling the area disappeared in a smoky red fume. Some of them digging their way into the snow and never coming back up.

"Seeee?" She waved around, arms flailing. "They're gone. I won't let 'em hurt ya, promise! So, so, so you need any help or something? Cold? I got lots of hot chocolate inside the palace! Junk food too, a lifetime of it." Junko's arms wrapped themselves around herself, swaying as she looked on at the girl with big violet eyes.

Blink, blink.

"Or maybe... you need to go somewhere else, hmm? I can help with that toooo."

[Takushi Rena]

Ding! I fouuund youuu.

That silhouette... started walking. Walking faster and faster... straight towards her!

You came to visit me!

It felt like this silhouette, now clearly a girl and not a darkened outline, had just stepped forwards, and, in seconds, was now standing in front of her! Circling the girl, Rena became taken aback, and tried to back away, no avail.

A pale hand snapped onto her own. Deep blue orbs stared forwards from the shadow of the girl's hood, looking like blue-tinted headlights. Her glove and shirt sleeve flopped up and down, in tune with the red head's ecstatic hand shaking.

You have nooooo idea how glad I am that you aren't a stupid Heartless or those I'm-too-cool-for-you-Nobodies!

"Uhh..." Mouth agog, the tomboy could only stare up at the red head with her head slowly turning and tilting sideways.

The girl kept on talking. Asking for the tomboy's name, asking if she was from this place... Rena never answered. Her deep blue orbs shifted sideways, finding the concrete ground more interesting to look at, it seemed. Rena never said a word either. Her hands fumbled with the other, twisting her fingers together then twiddling her thumbs.

Seeee? They're gone. I won't let 'em hurt ya, promise!

Blue pupils shifted away, for one moment. Beyond those concrete walls, in the wide and open palace courtyard, came so many twists of red smoke.

Those creatures had disappeared, either completely disappearing or tunneling into the snow.

It wasn't the creatures she was concerned about anymore...

There was a person standing there, right in front of her even, and was even talking to her! Rena had found nobody in this snowy, mountainous, and forest-covered place for the months she had been there. Why would someone just show up now?

So, so, so you need any help or something? Cold? I got lots of hot chocolate inside the palace! Junk food too, a lifetime of it.

No answer again. The tomboy's sneaker slid hesitantly back with a light scuff, eyes still fixated on the ground as her thumbs continued to be twiddled.

Or maybe... you need to go somewhere else, hmm? I can help with that toooo.

Magic. Words.

The whites of her eyes flashed. Blue pupils shifted up onto the red headed girl, bright. Her features failed to show the delight that flashed on her gaze, as her hands fell to her sides.

"...You... can...?"

[Raynie]

"...You... can...?"

Violet met her blue, head tilting, imitating to how the girl had done so before. She hummed out again as her brows rose, one hidden underneath the red-blonde bang of hair. The fabric from her robe ruffled now when her right arm left her back, a single finger touching her chin in contemplation.

And with a sudden step back she gave a haughty scoff, breaking off into a small chuckle.

"Of course! I'm always going off from world to world. Really, I've only stayed here because the palace needs to be taken care of. Tch, everyone just uuup and left all'uva sudden." Junk waved the last statement off with her hand, now rested on her hips.

Tick, tick.

Two steps back.

She moved her arms like a plane's wings, hands flowing up and down as she made a 'swoosh' sound. Having the most innocent face on, smile never breaking, the red-head once again started to move around the younger girl.

Swoosh, swoosh.

"Just tell me where you wanna go and we'll go! Wooooosh, Traverse Town, Radiant Garden, Pride Lands, ecetera, ecetrera." Her tuned out, nodding her head as she agreed with herself.

"Besides, this place is sooo boooriiing. I'm dying to get out!" Junko added with a laugh, flashing her teeth in a smile as she kept 'airplane-ing' around the other girl. Of course the place was boring. It was sucked of its life entirely, the only thing that moved around there was the white snow.

Inside the small houses were people, alive and barely hanging. But, Junko made sure they were well accompanied by her little friends every single day. Though they didn't get any better, only worse, she was sure they would be back to normal in no time!

She stopped in front of the girl again, lips widened in a grin and asked, "Where to umm... ahh, what's your name anyway?"

[Endless Warrior Sora]

The wind blew through his black hair. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw a lot of golden. It was almost as if he was inside some kind of fantasy world. He looked toward his hand and felt...better. It didn't help the fact that he had lost everyone he cared for...again. But this time he knew they were actually somewhere. He just had to find them....if he could move. He looked to his hand, his fingertips barely touching the floor. He had to stand up, he just couldn't find the strength to do it. His deep red eyes peered around, looking for something to grad on. Nothing in sight. But he needed to move! He focuised his sight on his hand once more and found his fingers began twitching. The little spasms that finally grew into a movement. Weakly, his arm began to wriggle out of it's bent state and move towards the wall he was laying next to. Using it as a balancer, he finally began to really stand. His muscles ached, his body fought with him as he leaned against the wall, almost drained of energy. In the distance he could hear what sounded like a train moving. Once again, quiet filled the area as he heard the train become faint as the wind seemed to be his only company.

"Isolation..." He began.




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Lillia didn't imagine she'd be here. The waves were calm but they couldn't seem to calm her spirits. She felt as if everything she knew was a lie,. and questioned her allies. Sitting on the sand she couldn't bring herself to do any large movements. She moved her legs up and wrapped her arms around them. She sat and closed her eyes, listening to the waves attempting to at least get an answer. A reason.

"Isolation is..." She started.


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The charred remains of the pirates were cast into the water. They'll be fine. Well he hoped. But then again he really didn't care. Kuxei looked around, now alone himself. As long as he wasn't in freaky deaky Kingdom Hearts, then he was fine. It was just a matter of finding everyone else. He didn't have the strength to use a Dark Corridor, using up any remaining pretense of energy in Kingdom Hearts, he looked to the ocean, which ebbed to and fro and rocked the boat he had just hijacked. Is this something Master Chief would do? Probably not, but what did he care? All he was reminded him of how alone he was. Maybe he should've kept tose pirates around after all. He instantly regretted, burning them.

"Isolation is my eternal enemy." He said feeling the wind pick up and the ship began to travel.

[Rapidus Procella]

In a world where solitude is everywhere, in a world where only nobody’s reside, it is truly a hell world; nothing but chaos around. In this world, where the beings that are commonly known as Nobodies, a being who has no heart, but still keeps the same memories of their past life; these beings, whose life has been full of torment and suffering , living in a melancholy. How they seem to survive, is beyond anybodies thoughts, but what is true is that these Nobodies, a group of many, they gather in this world that never was meant to be. These beings in this forgotten world, they are known as the Embodiment; they live in exile from the outside worlds.

“This world; this life.”

Spoke a voice, in this world of nothingness, his words beckoned from the depths of this hollow world, full of nobodies, and heartless. The voice, speaking in a low tone, explaining a deep secret that has occurred, concerning the sudden death of former being of this place; Kuraixo. He was the weilder of god’s power, Time and Space. This being, who weilded a mighty power, danger to himself and all around him, some feared his ways of seeing, while some despised his power, and knew it would be the end of him, and those who despised him were right. For the man’s power, the very source that thrived him to battle after battle, he urged his will to fight and fight, but after one last battle, un-seen to others other then one. Just one person was able to witness his demise, for that the one who witnessed this was the very Nobody who took his meaningless life, and urged his will to kill Kuraixo, this being was the one who is now the newest addition of the Embodiment..

Syntrax.

After the events that had happened with Monte, a creature beyond life itself, there was Kuraixo at his peak, a being pass his original roots, pass his limits, only to fade as fate would have it, but this was not the story, as Syntrax, took it upon himself to take the life of this man. Flawlessly, he took his life, with one swoop of his blade, Kuraixo never saw it coming, he never saw the ambush of a once-called friend, betray him in an instant. A friend, the only person that Kuraixo saw as a friend. He never knew that the one friend would take his life, would be the same one who he trusted the most

Syntrax

But exactly how did Syntrax end such a powerful beings’ life. Exactly how could he have the power to end such a warrior of great power to death, well this remains a mystery, like all things in life un-answered, these just unravel themselves, leaving pieces to each puzzle of life to come together gradually, just allowing those who invent these ‘so-called’ pieces to bring together this space of life.